From Annasofie, grandaughter
The past few days I felt a sense of fear and guilt in my stomach. I had tidied my room and found pictures and cards my grandparents had sent me over the years. Grandma had left me a lot of her clothes and i started wearing them again. Yesterday I thought I'd make a card as a more relaxed way of communicating as phone calls can be quite difficult or confusing- felt a need to create something to comfort her n gramps. This morning I woke to the news that grandpa had passed a few hours earlier. As I was hearing about the news i spotted a little green shield bug perching next to me in the sunshine. A symbol of the transferal of energy and life force, protection, intuition and good communication. IPod on classical music shuffle playing all the right songs I needed to hear. Cantique de Jean Racine by Fauré came on first. Emotive and magnificent. As I sat in nature on the way back from the post office a red admiral butterfly, jet black with a dash of red, fluttered past during a crescendo. Lots of little signs of comfort In nature. A heron, a magpie, blue tits and robins. Pure greenery and sunshine. Grandpa was a strong, intelligent and joyful character, singing little silly songs for grandma as he did the washing up after a casserole. Red wine and sour cream Pringles watching Poirot. Towers of Cryptic crosswords. Heraldry And the origins of the Moxon clan framed on the wall. Loooong long stories that had the soul purpose of a joke punchline at the end. Golf Jock. Doctor. Watercolour painter. Meerkat enthusiast. Yorkshire through and through. He taught me the beauty of British wildlife , especially bird species, as well as inheriting a taste for red wine, classical music bangers and anything with ginger in it. He always got my dry bitch humour despite us being generations apart. I feel grief but also a wave of peace that it was naturally his time. I just really look forward for when all of us who've experienced loss during this time will be able to come together as families and friends and celebrate their lives and stories, and the joy they gave us throughout our own journeys.
Grandpa Bill, thank you ❤ rest easy, rest peacefully 🍷
3rd May 2020